As the Villain, I Have a Persuasion System Chapter 51 : Prepare to Make War Profits

Whoosh!

A fighter jet swept past the recently collapsed fire clouds, where explosions continued inside with thunder dancing wildly, rolling blasts, flying Disaster Beast corpses constantly falling and even splashing blood onto the cockpit canopy. There were also fish that slipped through the net attempting to attack the fighter.

"Really troubleso enough." The two nuns in the cockpit said in unison.

They precisely wielded scalpels to pick off targets one by one with high-speed movents that completely disregarded human physiological limits. Fearless of overload, the pilots plus cutting-edge weapons easily hunted them down. The last small fry were also swept clean without exception.

Having lost cloud cover, those slow-moving things were just turkeys. They were completely annihilated in monts.

The civilian airliner that had been in their field of vision had already disappeared. For so reason, Pasha always felt a pressure emanating from there that even her extensively modified clones found chilling.

"Reporting to headquarters, target cleared, air route unobstructed." The nun in the back seat reported: "Confird U2370 continues safely on course. It's the only survivor during this period."

"At least you caught up with one."

"No, I wasn't the one who resolved the fire clouds. Before I arrived, so force had already severely damaged the Disaster Beasts."

Pasha didn't dare rashly conclude it was related to the flight. That energy was fleeting without warning—in a mont of distraction it triggered a massive explosion. Perhaps it was an illusion. After all, these monsters often killed each other and devoured one another, so internal strife couldn't be ruled out. But regardless, things hadn't reached the worst point—at least it wasn't zero survivors, otherwise the morale blow to the upcoming defensive battle would be too great.

"Do you want to investigate that flight?"

"It's useless. Most of the electronic equipnt inside is paralyzed, and the black box isn't working either. Forget it, I need to return."

"Ground forces will handle reception."

Before the communication channel finished speaking, suddenly a 10-ter-class Disaster Beast like a pteranodon flew out of the clouds, high-speed diving and crashing into the fighter jet. Its claws firmly gripped the fuselage, even tearing through the outer shell. Both sides engaged in zero-distance combat, rapidly falling from high altitude with howling wind rushing into their ears.

"Raider 1, calling 1, what's your situation there—"

Crack!

The Disaster Beast tore open the cockpit and bit the back-seat nun, who made no struggling movents and let the monster fling her into the air and swallow her. Blood splattered, flesh flew.

The front-seat nun mocked: "You're really unlucky."

The pteranodon thought it had eaten a small snack but suddenly felt feverish all over and couldn't help crying out mournfully. Then the Disaster Beast's entire flesh glowed with magic power and stabilized monts later. In such a short ti the fighter had completely lost performance and wasn't far from the sea surface. Falling into water from this height was no different from smashing eggs against cent.

However, the front-seat nun sat with arms crossed, calm and composed, watching as the Disaster Beast's face showed humanized expression, eyes changing from vertical pupils to human eyes.

It suddenly spoke human words: "Sorry, headquarters. I broke the ride, but I'll bring myself back."

"Let's go."

The front-seat nun opened the canopy and leaped out, caught by the Disaster Beast. The pair of partners headed together toward the burning city. Behind them, the unmanned fighter's communicator made sounds: "Leave it to you all. Hope we have good luck."

The next mont the fighter exploded with a roar. Before the wreckage could fall into the sea, a whirlpool appeared, and a huge fish tail precisely struck the steel, completely disintegrating it.

Bubbles occasionally rose from the deep sea surface, massive shadows moved through it. The enemy was at the gates.

On the other side, Edo International Airport.

As soon as Hibiscus got off the plane, she encountered torrential rain that soaked her like a drowned rat. Raindrops made her hair stick to her face. The air was filled with a strange sll, and people occasionally collapsed on the streets. After a brief survey, she understood that Origin pressure was gradually penetrating the city, which ordinary people found hard to bear. The fellow passengers who had been shouting and celebrating their narrow escape on the plane now wanted to die—turns out they had dove headfirst into the disaster center.

"I want to go ho."

"Let it all be destroyed, just destroy everything."

"This life is unbearable."

The girl yawned as she squeezed out of the despondent crowd. Compared to newcor tourists whose mindsets hadn't adjusted, after entering the city she saw locals were relatively emotionally stable.

Anyway, earthquakes and tsunamis ca every few days—monster landings didn't matter either. Numb. Even so, so still persisted in resistance, like those rapidly assembling ard forces, and the warships lined across the ocean proved their determination.

Hibiscus suddenly had a self-mocking thought: Rushing here in such a hurry only to see this formation—do they still need ? They clearly have a huge advantage.

The soldiers probably took drugs to counter the pressure but should be sufficient to clear small fry. rcenary groups weren't pushovers either. Large-scale Disaster Beasts encountering firepower coverage hit right in human armies' comfort zone.

She stretched and thought that having finally made a trip abroad, she might as well tour around or rest to replenish magic power.

"Thank you very much, big sister."

Several middle school girls from the neighboring seats on the study trip expressed their gratitude in sweet voices. Though it seed they didn't understand what happened, intuition guided them.

"It has nothing to do with . We had great fortune and survived the ordeal. Alright, go find your guardians quickly."

Boom!

The plane that had just carried everyone on a barely successful return trip suddenly made a loud noise and burst into flas, as if relieved after completing its mission. Support fras collapsed to the ground, the massive fuselage disintegrated into parts, heat wrapped in sea breeze slapping their faces. The airport's standing fire departnt rushed forward in swarms. Though the fire was controlled, people's hearts were covered with gloom.

They had almost beco a big fireball along with the plane.

Since boarding the flight, nothing good had happened. Continuous dangers kept Hibiscus's nerves taut, so she had to abandon thoughts of sightseeing. Even if she had that mood, no one had the leisure to receive her. The urgent priority was finding lodging to recover properly. In the coming days, large-scale combat could occur at any ti—she had to ensure complete condition, otherwise even battle aftershocks would be dangerous enough.

Hibiscus found a nearby five-star hotel—not because she was demanding luxury, but because other places either closed or fled.

When checking in, she found it quite cheap and couldn't help asking the front desk lady: "Are you having a fire sale?"

"The manager is indeed putting it up for sale."

"Real estate depreciation is severe, right?"

"Exactly. Actually, before you ca, there were rumors about Cluster Disaster Beast signs, just repeatedly denied by authorities. Thinking about it now, it was probably creating an opportunity to liquidate assets." This drew unanimous complaints from colleagues, everyone condemning the boss for being inhuman.

Hibiscus pondered briefly and said: "Could I borrow your phone?"

"Please go ahead."

The girl couldn't waste words now. Coming to her senses, she quickly contacted Nan Zhiyi to have her use all resources for mortgage loans and imdiately buy the dip on any quality assets. Going all-in was wisdom—don't leave escape routes.

Today's battle was not only for the world's people, but also for vast wealth.